We're excited. I'm tired. I hate to say that. I've felt flat and lifeless for the past two weeks.
Apathy. Ennui. Malaise. Lethargy. You name it. I feel it. Perhaps I'm letting my guard down too soon. When you are running a marathon and you realize you've passed the 25th mile, I'm willing to bet that last 1.whatever mile is excrutiating. Not that I've ever run further than 10 miles at one time and that was only once.

Or it might have something to do with the fact that we've had two back-to-back spring breaks. Did I mention our teachers went on strike, for six days, the week before Spring Break started?

Or I might be a little sick. My body feels like it's fighting something. Anyway, that isn't what I meant to write about. I'm only writing to say, dear readers, this is really happening. My husband, the father of my children, Daddy of all time, object of our affection, focus of our devout adoration, that man who has been so desperately, so fiercely, so achingly missed, is coming home.

A date! A ticket! Hurrah! Congratulations-I am so very happy for y'all! I know the girls' must be over the moon and while that is fabulous-it can also be exhausting! That no doubt is contributing to your ennui and lethargy. I hope you feel better soon.

Most Excellent News! Spring is about new beginnings, new life - right? So this is very timely. Think about it that way. It's time for him to come home and be renewed. We are so excited but just think how he must feel?!?!?

Okay, I'm the first to say this might be slightly weird, but I've been on some sort of prayerful and hopeful vigil for you -- checking for an update on the blog repeatedly throughout each day. Moments ago, when I clicked and found your update I raised my fist in the air and said "yes!" out loud to my empty house. So happy for your little family. I hope you feel better Betsy and that re-entry is smooth and effortless for you all. {HUGS!}

Betsy, it takes a lot of energy to hang on in such an up-in-the-air time like the one you've had. Your situation of being on your own with the girls is tiring, but waiting and not knowing is even more draining, I think. So it's no wonder that you feel wiped out, and you probably have been fighting something off. I hope you can take care of yourself for the next couple of weeks. You've done a really stellar job of hanging in there. I know you've been sad and stressed and angry and wiped out, but your kids are doing well, and soon you'll all be able to relax and enjoy each other.

You are SOOOO in the home stretch of this awful marathon and I know you've got tons of us cheering you on from the sidelines. One foot in front of the other and keep crossing those days off the calendar. Hooray!

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This is where I write about being human and raising little humans and... oh the humanity. Oh yes, and returning to Vermont, after living in France. I'm taking reentry one day at a time with my eyes always fixed on the horizon.